There was a strained, eager expression on his face. Somewhere she had read that it was the proper thing to do and that men liked to be alone with their tobacco. A remittance man. The wind blew in fitful gusts, and scattered the yellow leaves from the elms and horse-chestnuts. “You can count upon me, Nigel,” she said.
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